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You are Gone
My Painted Whore
Vividly could I recall
our clandestine activity
from our nocturnal tryst
bloody could I term
our relationship
sanguine was the tie
that bound us
into frantic motion
and satiating stillness
I was on top
you were down
kissing your scarlet lips
the salty sweetness of blood
reaching my buds
probing my tounge
deeper on your throat
tracing the blood
sticking by your tonsils
you clawing my back
red thing leaking
turning up side down
you sprinkling salt
on the ruby marks
then licking the red licks
your cat-eyes fiery with lust
raking my back
I choking your breath
with my membrum virile
pleasure on your face
your mouth sucking my dry
lust and more juice of lust
flowing in,sucking me dry
bleeding me dry.
You making me lap
your wet skin
eating it like cake
glaze and frosting
coming
red pleasure. torn
broken.teeth eaten
a piece of flesh
a pain of climax
never ceasing till
the two of us
is soaking on the pool of
our lust.the blood
sharp razor
grazing at my skin
pleasure, again overcoming
my being.
your comely,
demonic laughter
wafting in the air
pleasure.
Vividly could I transform
a memory into flesh
But your epitaph
I am facing.
You are there down
below the earth’s bound
Kissing your epitaph
to be kissed back by the
coldness of the stone.
tasting the dust of emptiness
on the slit of my lips.
before it was you
and I
now you’re gone
It’s only
solitude and the silver scythe
taunting me to take my life
and follow you
beyond the beyond
You left a hair thin
ash and blood of trails
Your only presence.
Digging your grave
for white roses
plant it there
and make it red.
Red…our color
I’ll cut my wrist
to make the white roses
the vivid red of
sado-masochism.
my white trench coat
dripping with blood
I’m ready to follow.
My Painted Whore.